Young Drug Dealers 2 (feat. Babyface Ray)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Make it real uncuttable for niggas
 Niggas think they can go out and shoot
 Niggas can't, though (foreverrolling)
 Niggas can't move
 Better stand in line
 Yeah, big Gee, nigga
 And I still walk around the island like the mayor
 Bunk, mid, gas, nigga, we got all flavors
 Ridin' with an acre in the grass-color food (with that dog)
 Served more kicks than Goat and I ain't talkin' 'bout the shoes
 Half of 'em gettin' drove, half gettin' flewed
 I'm a boss, not a goon, in the loft gettin' chewed
 I'm on two M box blues, it ain't noon (perked out)
 Sweatin' in the load, grower say that it ain't bloom
 You trippin', she sent nudes, but he see me and act cool
 I don't lose, I don't tussle
 She sucked it, I ain't fuck her, I'ma bet it, I ain't tuckin'
 Caught a dancin'-ass nigga out clubbin'
 Hit him with a couple, I'm the boss and the muscle, you a bum
 Blood said he want a free dub, rockin' crumbs
 Signed to the street way before I had the funds
 The coldest, I'll show you how to make, yo, shake the buds
 Switches on them glizzies, ain't no way that they can run
 Real plug, in my label meetings with a gun
 Baby girl in love, she just wanna fuck a thug
 Young drug dealer with a rap nigga dream
 Shirt off, ridin' in a Dawn, smokin' weed
 Young drug dealer, just some dog and a dream
 Take your shirt off for me, baby, let me see
 Real drug dealer, I'm a rap nigga's dream
 Young drug dealer, just some raw and some fiends
 Young drug dealer, got it all, what you need?
 Real plug nigga, I'm a rap nigga's dream
 I'm like fuck niggas, stand alone, what you mean? (fuck niggas)
 I'm online with the plug, what you need?
 On Miami, top speed, nigga, you ain't got these
 We get fifty for the thirties, that's why we don't pop these, ayy (naw)
 Toss her in the drop, then I made her drop me (bitch)
 I told her sit in front, I left the baggage on the scene, fuck it
 Diamond HD, you can see it if I tuck it (look)
 New Amiri jeans, I just bought 'em just to stuff 'em (look)
 I'm at BOA, seat backs garlic butter
 Niggas gon' need corona masks for this puppy
 Five hundred yams to my mans, he in Kentucky (that's for my man)
 I just spent a bag for a bag, Louis luggage (louis)
 Nigga, tuck your bitch, it's me and Douglas (hood)
 Mansion in the hills, turnin' up, she think she clubbin' (boy)
 Hood nigga, I'm on Rodeo still clutchin' (still)
 Organized crime in LA, still crunchin', nigga